Todos los capítulos de The Billionaire Is Entangled: Capítulo 81 - Capítulo 90

He was on his feet before I had finished showing him the photo.I had learned his gazes by now: the thinking one, the deciding one, and the professional one he used in meetings. This was none of those. This was the one I had only seen once before, when I told him about the first text, and it was the most alarming of all of them because it was not just a gaze at all; it was compressed motion, a man who had decided something and was organizing how to execute it."Come away from the window," he said, his voice low and even.I came away from the window.He was on his phone. I did not hear the full conversation; he had moved to the hallway, and he spoke too quietly, but I heard the particular quality of his voice: not urgent, not alarmed, simply direct and unhurried in the wa

 The heavy oak doors of the restaurant slammed shut, drowning out the sounds of the city and of the silverware. It was silent now, except for the muffled sound of the underground garage. It was cooler there, with a smell of concrete and exhaust of high-performance vehicles. Damien steered me towards the sleek silver lines of the Aston Martin DB12, his hand firmly resting low on my back, claiming me with a proprietary touch through the silky material of my dress. He opened the rear door of the car for me and I climbed in, my thighs settling comfortably into the leather seats. Damien entered after me, filling the small space in an instant. The door slammed shut, locking us inside the luxurious silence, the leather interior and the subtle scent of sandalwood soap t

  Serena's POVHis lips were hot, burning the trail down the curve of my shoulder. He did not kiss softly; he consumed me. Teeth scraping my skin, leaving a mark before immediately being soothed by his tongue. His hand was rubbing my sensitive nipples with a coarse friction that sent pulses of electricity directly to my clit. My head flopped back, hitting the floor with a dull thud, which I barely noticed. My fingers scratched his shoulders in a desperate attempt to find some support as I pulled him closer, arching my back to meet his strokes. I surrendered to the feeling of being filled, of being used. All thoughts, worries and helplessness melted away, leaving place to the primal burning desire of more. 

 I looked at him, he was silent for the whole of the one-minute call. when he was done, he kept the phone in his pocket and said. “Let’s go.”“No wait, what’s the call about?”“I don’t want you to get worried about it, but when we get home and you are relaxed, I will tell you.”I looked at him sternly, I wanted to know whatever he knows. I did not let the fact that he had called his place home distract me.“Come on, it’s nothing serious.”“I insist, I won’t leave here with you until you tell me.” My facial expressions stayed stern, he did not need to protect me by hiding details, even if he thinks it’s to my advantage.

Serena’s POV I woke up that morning feeling a sense of relief, even as the first thought that ran through my head was the recent happenings. But I wasn't scared. Maybe because I woke up in Damien’s arms while he was still asleep. Or because generally, I was a strong woman, but hey, I had never been in this kind of situation all my life. How would I have known that I would be strong in such a situation? Mia called at 8 AM. By then, I was in Damien's kitchen with him, he had woken up a few minutes after I stood up from bed and he